A lot of people over the last couple of years have asked me why I like to travel so much. Isn’t is scary to just pick your bag and go to unknown places in the middle of nowhere? Don’t you get scared? How to do manage without technology? My answer to all these questions- Travel is therapy, it is addictive!
Welcome to a working girl’s kitchen where I struggle with my 9am- 7pm job and try to let of some steam by spending some time in the kitchen every day.
Food is the prime source of most of my memories if not all. When I look back at my childhood, it seems to be the most integral part of me growing up after family and probably school and college. Being born in a Punjabi family is both a blessing and a curse.
Nothing describes me better than my undying, unmatched and ever increasing love for food. Born in a Punjabi household in the nawabi city of Lucknow, well known for its gourmet food, it was only obvious that I grew up to be a foodie. Ever since I can recall, conversations at home would somehow end up being about food.